I am thankful that in the countless times I have tip toed into one of my sleeping children's rooms that I have never found them kidnapped or dead.
That while Solomon enjoyed his ice cream sandwich, he managed miraculously not to make a big mess.
That God never gave me that bengal tiger.
For the chance to read books to my children.
For having been born in North America.
For tzatziki sauce. (Sp?)
Creative outlets are numerous.